“So, tell me everything” he suggests.
“Everything about what?”
“About your job, what you do here, and about you.”
This makes me uncomfortable. It is so much easier to let others talk about their everything. Part of me doesn’t want to bore the guy and part of me fears I may disclose too much.
The request came from a guy who runs a Christian based organization that recruits executives to take part in peer groups. I don’t know much about it other than they want to get business leaders approaching business with a Kingdom mindset. Sort of a Do business as God would do business. The world could sure use more of that.
At the end of a rambling version of my everything, he was silent for a moment and then said “Do you know how blessed you are?”
Wow. “Yes, I am very blessed.” A generic and wholly inadequate response to such a question. Do I know HOW blessed?
The question has been rolling around in my head for 48 hours. I can’t seem to answer the question with any level of satisfaction. Just when I think I’ve tallied the blessings and thanked God, something else will occur to me. No, do you know how blessed you are? Is it even possible to know such a thing?
The timing of all this is perfect. I am preparing to head on vacation to the mountains with one of my top ranked blessings. My family. There is no better time to noodle on something than when standing in a trout stream surrounded by beauty. That in itself is a blessing.
Maybe standing in the Conejos I’ll find the answer that has eluded me. Or maybe it will continue to be like vapor within my grasp. I can reach it, but can’t quite grab hold. Either way, the question itself is a blessing. Happy pondering.
Run in Peace, Rest in Grace.